"Everything has been arranged after the death?"

Everyone nodded again, and I said in my heart that I hadn't arranged it yet, but I just called home and said that I would go home after the Spring Festival, why did I still get involved in the aftermath, could it be that Ren Donglai would kill me?

Master's eyes when he looked at me were very complicated, and at this moment, I actually understood.

contains reluctance, mixed with determination, with some regrets, and a little sadness.

The complicated look was fleeting, and I almost thought I was wrong.

The master looked at his phone, opened the Tibetan incense he bought from Minzhulin Monastery, lit three sticks of incense, inserted them in the Benba pot, and whispered, "The time has come." ”

I subconsciously looked at the time, twelve forty-five.

In accordance with the twelve

Chapter 318 of "Several Degrees of Ghost Rank Injustice in Ten Years" The copper Benba pot is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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